Chapter 95

"I was going to bring him this time, but his mother was ill. His sister-in-law also had a miscarriage. It's a mess. "

"How's it going? Can you recover? No, let him entrust a better hospital. "

Aunt Xu, such a good aunt, must live a long life.

As soon as Fang Zheng's eyes are bright, he calls Xu Haodong.

"How's mama recovering? What did the doctor say? "

"The doctor said that there is still a little thrombus in the brain, which is hard to say. The hands and feet can move flexibly, but the facial nerve is not very good. Today we can have a meal, but if we eat something, we can sprinkle it. The doctor said that the facial nerve is probably tied. The doctor suggested that if the body is all right, you should find an old Chinese medicine doctor to prick the needle in the future, maybe you can prick the nerve. It's not a hurry. It needs to be done slowly. "

When Fang Zheng understands the situation, Jiang Xiaobai goes to find Li Jinzhu, who is easy to talk to. When he hears Jiang Xiaobai say that the aunt takes special care of them, he immediately smiles and pats Xiaobai's hand.

"There is an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor in our city. He worked in Tongrentang for several decades. He is old and can't do medicine in recent years. If necessary, I will talk to him and invite him out of the mountain. When Xiaobai's hand was in trouble, it was this old Chinese medicine doctor who pricked the needle. "

In those years, Xiaobai's hand was injured and his nerves were injured, and he couldn't draw a straight line. Later, he got better thanks to this expert.

So Xu's mother is expected to recover.

"I can't attend your forum. Xiaobai is too timid sometimes. Mr. Fang, please protect him more." Li Jinzhu is a businessman. He immediately put forward the terms.

"We are brothers of the same school and friends for many years. We will not see him bullied."

The agent looked at the time and said hello.

"It's time I saved. Let's go and have dinner and chat and sing. Since it's rare to get together, we must have a good chat."

Listen to his arrangement. The agent takes Fang Zhengjiang Xiaobai to a place that looks very classical and beautiful. There are many private clubs in Beijing. They turn around and enter a wing room. As soon as they get there, they hear laughter.

There were more than ten people in the room, including men and women, old and young. It seems that the conversation is very pleasant.

The agent immediately becomes the social flower, greets everywhere, everybody money stays.

Fang Zheng and Jiang Xiaobai take a look, take a drink and sit in the corner. They don't know much about each other, so they'd better not go all over the place and get to know each other.

Jiang Xiaobai tells Fang Zheng in a low voice that these seem to be painters in the hands of agents. He manages and sells so many people's paintings by himself. He not only hypes us, but also others.

Fang Zheng nodded and understood that the agent took the opportunity to fry all the painters in his hand, which made the reputation hot and the agent made more money from it.

Elegant art stinks of copper, and art markets sometimes do.

They have been used to keeping a low profile for a long time, but someone aimed at them. As soon as they sat down, a handsome young man came over. I laughed before I spoke.

"Elder martial brother, I'm a disciple of Mr. Liu. I've heard Mr. Liu praise the two elder martial brothers all the time. Today, I see that they are really as good-natured as the teacher said."

Fang Zheng didn't want to talk about it. He just wanted to be polite. Xiaobai grabbed Fang Zheng's arm with great strength. Fang Zheng instinctively took a look at Xiaobai first. Xiaobai stared at the younger martial brother with big eyes.

Fang Zheng turned his head to see, but also a Leng, the face of a white brush.

Xiaobai pulled his sleeve.

"It's like five points."

Xiaobai whispered in disbelief.

Fang Zheng grabs a cup and smashes it. Jiang Xiaobai quickly presses his hand.

"You and I are the same teacher?"

Xiaobai asked, Fang Zheng now angry words can't say.

"Yes, I'm from the Academy of fine arts. I'm a senior this year."

"Who are you and nimbo?"

"Ning Bo is my brother. My name is Ning Xue. I drew two paintings, and the teacher recommended them. The broker thought they were good, so he sold two. Today I have the honor to meet you all. "

"It's a young achievement."

"What's the matter with you, elder martial brother Fang?"

"He's not feeling well."

Jiang Xiaobai forced out a smile.

Fang Zheng is biting his teeth and his eyes are leaking fierce light.

"I'll tell my agent that we're going now."

Xiao Bai patted Fang Zheng's arm and lowered his voice.

"I said nimbo didn't have a good heart. He didn't show up. He sent his brother. Hold on

"I want to call Xu Haodong."

Xiaobai takes out his mobile phone and dials Xu Haodong. Xu Haodong has been ringing for a long time, but he doesn't get through. Xiaobai just hangs up.

"You drink some water."

Regardless of Xu Haodong's instructions, Fang Zheng takes a glass of ice water and drinks it. Xiaobai goes to see his agent. The agent looks back at Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng's face is very ugly. His hands holding the cup are shaking a little. It's caused by too much strength. Occasionally the sun goes to see Ningxue, and his eyes are vicious.